Month: December 2019
Day 1377, draining.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I sometimes
feel drained
~
hanging
face down
in the air
~
hands
through the slits
where I feel
the freedom
as they move
Day 1376, empty chair.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In a darkened room
with
empty chairs
I see a man
~
sitting
~
is he the last
going out
or
the first
coming in
Day 1375, modern art.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Modern art
seen
as a reflection
of life
is difficult
to understand
if you look at it
from the wrong
angle
Day 1374, behind me.
Day's pictures, Poetry
In the reflection
of an art piece
I can look
at life
passing by
behind me
Day 1373, I member.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I know
I’ve made it
many years
ago
but I
don’t remember
~
I have the proof
in my hands
but
it’s still
gone
Day 1372, dear.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Self…i…e
destruction
Day 1371, autumn in winter.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A leave
scattered aimless
in front of me
in the autumn of
my mood
~
it landed
between my
other
goodbye’s
Day 1370, pick-sure
Day's pictures, Poetry
After
I took it
~
by accident
I took it
again
Day 1369, looking back.
Day's pictures, Poetry
For millions of years
animals roam
in empty mind
and fields
~
than came
the tool
that carved
in fields
and mind
~
without that cut
there would
still
be a world
~
but
than again
for no one
to see
Day 1368, morning.
Day's pictures, Poetry
The winter cold
takes away
~
but will reveal
the grace
of morning sun
Day 1367, delusion.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It looks like
this
is bearing my soul
the road
out of here
~
but I only
see the road
Day 1366, past it.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Modern churches
are no longer made
to last
~
its not
because the end
is near
but because
we already
past it
Day 1365, stare.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I look
stare
forget into
a squint
pressure builds
a double silence
for a moment
nothing
Day 1364, flair.
Day's pictures, Poetry
When the light
finally hits
me
I shy slightly
away
but the light
still
casts
a beautiful
flair
Day 1363, riddle.
Day's pictures, Poetry
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